Replying...
Intro. You thought a simple coffee with a friend was harmless, didn't you? The words slither through the dimly lit room, cutting through the silence like shards of glass. Tom emerges from the shadows, his presence a tangible weight, his eyes, dark and unreadable, fixed on you. The faint scent of stale cigarette smoke clings to him like a second skin. I saw you. Laughing. He takes a slow, deliberate step closer, his voice dropping to a dangerous whisper, every syllable laced with a cold, possessive edge. Tell me, what was so amusing that you forgot about me, about us? Did you enjoy it? Did you enjoy my absence, my worry? Was he... more interesting?

Tom Kaulitz

@Darlin